#Platinum Hunnies

[kk095]

Alexa’s Arrhythmia

*hello everyone! I know it's been awhile since my last story, so I apologize about the delay. I hope you all enjoy this one!*

Alexa was a 22 year old girl of Asian descent, standing at a compact 5 foot 1, having a more petite build. She had wavy, medium length hair with a middle part that was dyed platinum blonde. The young lady was heavily tattooed, with bright, colorful sleeves on both arms, tattoos up and down both legs, a few small pieces on the tops of her hands and fingers, along with a handful of other tattoos scattered elsewhere around her body. There were piercings in both her nipples, as well as a nose ring. Alexa’s style was always more revealing, showing off her tattoos and her cute, dainty figure. She took care of her appearance, always making sure her hair, nails, and makeup were on point.

Looks weren’t the only thing going for Alexa. She was very bubbly, outgoing, and a ton of fun to be around. However, that fun regularly crossed the line. Alexa was the life of the party and a total wild child. It seemed like her and her friends were always up to some sort of shenanigans. But last night, Alexa’s reckless, carefree partying had major consequences for the first time, resulting in her night ending in our emergency department.

It was discovered Alexa had used a large dose of an unknown, synthetic party drug that just hit the streets. The substance was in the form of a black, octagon shaped pill that was half the size of a dime with no markings, stamps, or engravings whatsoever. Alexa wrongly assumed the pills she acquired were molly (MDMA), a substance she had used casually. This misjudgment would prove to be a dire mistake for the tatted up party girl.

When Alexa arrived at our emergency department, she was completely inconsolable, crying hysterically. She was thrashing and flailing around quite dramatically on the trauma room table. Her heart was absolutely racing at 185bpm, on the verge of ventricular tachycardia. She felt a pinching sensation inside her chest, combined with severe heart palpitations.

She was sitting on the trauma room table in the upright position, stripped down to just her black bra and matching underwear. There were EKG electrodes stuck onto her chest, IVs set up in each arm, and a nasal cannula in her nostrils. Due to her dangerously high heart rate and unstable vital signs, the monitors beeped and chirped loudly, creating a tense and ominous tone in the room.

Alexa was absolutely terrified. This wasn’t her first rodeo with party drugs, but she knew something was seriously wrong this time. “HELP ME! PLEASE…” She sobbed, flailing around on the table. “we’re here to help you. I just need you to stay still so the nurses can take a look.” Lindsay calmly reassured. “HELP ME! PLEASE!!!” Repeated Alexa. “and we will sweetie! Just stay still for us, ok?” Nurse Nancy chimed in, trying to console the visibly upset young lady. “MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!” Alexa sobbed, squirming around feverishly. “Nancy, let’s try to calm her down. I wanna run some labs and get a stat tox screen on her. We need to know what she took.” Lindsay explained. Nurse Nancy nodded in acknowledgement to the doctor, and went to draw the blood samples required. “NO! NO NEEDLES! NO NEEDLES!!!” Alexa screamed since she always had a phobia of needles. “it’s just gonna be a quick stick hunny. It’ll be fast, I promise.” Reassured Nancy. “NO! THEY ALREADY GAVE ME ONE IN THE AMBULANCE!” Protested Alexa, referring to the IVs that the medics had set up. “I know you already got a needle in the ambulance, but we have to do this so you can feel better. Understand?” Nancy reasoned. “NO MORE NEEDLES! JUST MAKE IT STOP!” Alexa continued to resist, leaning back, shaking her back and forth dramatically indicating ‘no’. “well, if you don’t want us to draw the blood we need, then you have to tell us what you took.” Nancy’s tone getting more firm that time. “I don’t know…. It was just a couple of pills!” Alexa replied, her voice wobbly, tears streaming down her face. “a couple pills? Have you taken these before? What did it look like?” probed Nancy, hoping to get any bit of information she could work with. “I DON’T KNOW! I thought it was just molly or something…” the girl sobbed in response. “Well, was it molly? We’re not here to judge you hun. We just need to know what you took so we can help you.” Explained Nancy. “I DON’T KNOW! JUST MAKE IT STOP!” yelled Alexa, in hysterics.

Nancy sighed, starting to feel frustrated. It seemed like Alexa was just being uncooperative and unwilling to tell the team what she took. Since Alexa was also a fast, erratically moving target, nobody wanted to risk a needle stick injury while trying to draw labs. As far as chemical restraints went, nobody felt comfortable giving her any sedatives or benzos, fearing an adverse reaction with whatever was already in her system. The team was at a standstill to some extent, contemplating their next steps. Alexa’s heart rate was also through the roof, and her EKG was abnormal, so the team had to get her calm enough to run labs and start chemical cardioversion to try and stabilize her.

Before the team could decide what exactly their next move would be, Alexa’s symptoms worsened. She let out a loud, high pitched yelp, clenching her chest in pain with one hand, her eyes slamming shut for a few seconds. “Alexa? What’s the matter sweetie?” Nurse Nancy asked, concerned about the sudden change. “My heart! My heart’s getting pinched!” Answered Alexa. “I’m scared… I’m so scared…” She went on, crying her eyes out. “I know it’s scary, but we’re gonna take great care of you.” Soothed Nancy. “now, can you tell us what you took? We aren’t gonna get you in trouble. We aren’t gonna judge you. We just want to help.” Continued Nancy, feeling it was a good opportunity to pry for information again. “I DON’T KNOW! I TOLD YOU I DON’T KNOW! IT WAS JUST A COUPLE PILLS, I SWEAR!” Alexa bawled.

Dr Lindsay was looking at the monitors the whole time Nancy and Alexa were talking, and didn’t like what she was seeing. The doctor saw a narrow QRS complex and a short RP interval. Given these findings, combined with the 185bpm heart rate, Lindsay determined Alexa was experiencing something known as junctional ectopic tachycardia- a form of v-tach that needs to be electrically cardioverted in order to restore normal cardiac activity. Lindsay got Nancy’s attention. “hey Nance. We’re gonna have to cardiovert her. Let’s get the pads on her.” Lindsay commanded. Nancy then started to get the defib pads set up. While that was going on, Lindsay tried to explain what was going on. “Alexa? Your heart is beating in a very dangerous rhythm right now. In order to fix it, we have to give you a quick shock from the defibrillator pads. It’ll feel a little uncomfortable, but it’ll be over with before you know it.” Lindsay explained. “WHAT? NO. NO WAY. NO SHOCK.” Resisted Alexa. “I’m sorry. If there was a more comfortable way, believe me, we’d do that. But unfortunately this is the only way to go here.” Doctor Lindsay reasoned. Alexa didn’t respond to Lindsay. All she did was cry for a moment. “I’m so scared… what’s happening to me?...” She finally asked. “We’re trying to get to the bottom of that. I just need you to stay still and stay calm for me.” Lindsay calmly answered.

Nurse Nancy stuck the defib pads onto Alexa’s chest. “Ok Nancy, let’s charge to 100.” Lindsay ordered. The electric whirring of the defibs charging could be heard. “No… no…no…” the patient uttered under her breath, knowing the shock was about to come. Finally the defibs were ready. “Alexa? We’re gonna shock you now, ok?” Lindsay told the patient. “no! Don’t shock me… nonono!” She begged, her eyes wide with fear. But Lindsay, Nancy, and the rest of the team had a job to do. The shock button was hit, and the shock was delivered. “AHHH!” Alexa screamed, one hand clenching her chest. The team paused for a moment, studying the monitors, hoping the desired change had taken place. Even after a good 30 seconds, the arrhythmia failed to dissipate, so Alexa had to be shocked again. “Alexa? We’re gonna have to shock you again.” The doctor informed Alexa, which was responded to with the same crying and protests as before. The defibs were recharged to 100j, and shock #2 was delivered. “ohhh….” Alexa moaned. Again, the team waited post-shock, and again, there was no change. Because of that, Lindsay decided to shock Alexa at a slightly stronger intensity to hopefully achieve better results. The defib pads were readied, and a 150j shock was delivered. Alexa’s body tensed up in response. She winced in pain, continuing to cry. The third shock didn’t do the trick, but perhaps the fourth time’s the charm? Alexa could hear the pads charging up again, and it freaked her out. “No more! No more!” she begged, wanting the nightmare to end. “AHHH!” she let out a loud, blood curdling scream in response to the fourth shock.

Even after the fourth shock, the arrhythmia was the clear winner of the battle up to that point. Lindsay stepped up her game, administering a 200j shock. “OWW!” Alexa yelled, tears streaming down her face. “NO MORE! NO MORE SHOCKS!” Alexa begged, hearing the defibs recharging. Another 200j shock followed. Alexa’s torso shot forward, and her arms tensed up for a moment, her hands moving towards the middle of her body. With no change whatsoever, the process was repeated, except the ensuing shock was 250j. Alexa moaned and cried in response, but the arrhythmia was stubborn, appearing to be there for the long haul. The defib pads were readied another go of it, but that time at 300j- triple the strength of the very first shock Alexa received. “AHHH!” Screamed the cute, tatted up patient. “NO MORE. NO MORE… I’M SO SCARED…” Alexa pleaded with her caretakers, who seemed almost like torturers in that moment. Another 300j shock was subsequently delivered, the patient bawling and hyperventilating in response. “I DON’T WANNA DIE… I DON’T WANNA DIE…” A terrified Alexa stated post-shock to anyone within earshot. But once again, the deadly arrhythmia hadn’t gone anywhere. The team recharged the defibs to 360 to combat the form of tachycardia, promptly delivering the next shock. The agony of the shock caused Alexa’s toes to scrunch up hard at the end of the table, showing off the bright white nail polish on her toes, along with the deep, wavy, silky wrinkles throughout the soles of her tiny size 5.5 feet. “PLEASE… NO MORE… NO MORE… I DON’T WANNA DIE…” She sobbed loudly, practically begging for her life. Even the maximum strength of the defibrillator shock couldn’t correct the problem. The defibs were yet again charged to 360j, and the next shock was delivered, everyone hoping for a change. “Oh….” Alexa moaned softly, wincing in pain, her body tensing up and shivering for a moment.

Following the second 360j shock, Alexa’s condition changed. Her eyes opened wide. She gasped for air. She clenched her chest, the palms of her hands feeling her heart race. At the far end of the table, she was fidgeting around with her feet, moving them side to side a bit. “Alexa? Sweetie?” Asked Nancy, alarmed by the noticeable change. Suddenly, Alexa’s hands dropped from her chest, falling limp to her sides. Her cries stopped. Her yelling and moaning stopped. Her gasping stopped. Her fidgeting stopped. But most importantly, her heart stopped.

Alexa laid there completely motionless, her eyes still wide open, her mouth agape. A look of absolute terror still etched on her face. Nancy knew what she was seeing- it wasn’t the veteran ER nurse’s first death stare. “Alexa? Hunny?” Nancy asked, doing a firm sternal rub on the 22 year old. Alexa laid there, her limp body barely reacting to the hearty sternal rub. “ALEXA?” Shouted Nancy, her level of concern growing exponentially. Again, Alexa just laid there, taking the hard sternal rub like it was nothing.

Dr Lindsay stood a short distance away, two of the fingers from her gloved hand were on the side of Alexa’s neck, hoping and praying to feel something. Lindsay pinched her lips for a second. “nothing.” The doctor remarked. Nancy and Lindsay’s eyes shifted over to the monitors, trying to see what they were up against. “Crap. Looks like v-fib. Lower the bed and start compressions, Nance.” Lindsay ordered.

The bed was lowered, and Nancy snipped off Alexa’s black bra, tossing it to the side, her hard, pierced nipples now exposed to the room full of strangers. Nancy placed the heel of her gloved hand on the middle of Alexa’s chest. She took her other hand, placed it on top of the other, and interlocked her fingers. Nancy kept her elbows straight, and began pushing down hard and fast. At the head of the bed, Dr Lindsay made the decisive move to intubate the young, tatted up patient for the sake of airway management. A 7.0 ET tube was carefully navigated into Alexa’s airway. Once at the correct depth and location, Lindsay began securing the tube with a blue tube holder. The holder occupied a good portion of Alexa’s lower face and mouth area. Alexa’s eyes were still wide open, staring helplessly above, almost appearing as if she was watching Dr Lindsay intubate her.

After Lindsay completed the intubation, nurse Heather swapped into Lindsay’s place to ambu bag. Heather gently squeezed the light blue bag every few seconds or so, providing much needed air to the poor soul laid out on the table. A short distance away, Nancy was finishing up a cycle of chest compressions. Alexa’s chest caved in deep. Her belly rippled outwards. One arm dangled off the side of the table, tapping along with the rhythm of the chest compressions being received. Alexa’s head bobbed and lolled in sync with each individual compression, while her feet swayed gently at the opposite end of the table. When Nancy finished the cycle of CPR, the team had decided to shock Alexa again.

The defib pads were once again put to use. A 300j shock was then sent into the poor girl. Alexa’s chest shot up dramatically, her back arching, her upper body plopping back down ungracefully within a few seconds. The shock did absolutely nothing, so it was time to deliver a 360j shock. Alexa let out a gasp, her body twitching violently for just a moment as the electricity darted through her body. V-fib persevered, so Alexa was zapped again. She gasped once more, her torso and upper extremities shivering. No change was noted afterwards, and the process was repeated. The next shock tossed Alexa’s petite body around on the table effortlessly. No time was wasted, so she was hit with the pads again. The next shock caused Alexa’s feet to leap up above the table and crash back down hard, showcasing her pretty, wrinkly soles once more. Like all the other shocks prior, nothing changed.

More and more time passed by the trio of caretakers, each minute seemingly passing by faster than the last. The team struggled to achieve what they had hoped, but kept fighting on for a bit, reluctant to give up on the beautiful young patient. They opted to shock Alexa again. And again. And again. AND AGAIN. They followed that up with numerous cycles of CPR. They pushed various medications into her IV line. But even after everything, v-fib stood victorious. At the 28 minute mark of the code, it was noted that Alexa’s pupils were fixed and dilated.

Given the prolonged downtime, blown pupils, maximum dose of drugs, and many failed defib shocks, our crew appeared to have exhausted all possible efforts. “Hold compressions.” Dr Lindsay barked. Nancy stopped CPR, then took a few steps back away from the table. Heather knew what was coming next, and detached the ambu bag from the breathing tube. Lindsay peeled her gloves off and looked at the clock on the back left wall of the room. “Time of death, 12 midnight exactly. Way to start off the day…” Lindsay huffed, feeling defeated. “what a shame...” Nancy shook her head.

Just like that, everyone had to shift gears. The chirping, beeping, alarming monitors that still showed v-fib were switched off. The EKG electrodes were disconnected from the girl’s chest. The IV lines were taken out. The defib pads were peeled off. While basic postmortem care was going on, Alexa just laid there, her eyes still wide open. The detached ET tube and blue holder remained in place, a horrified gaze still on her face. At the opposite end of the table, a toe tag was filled out and placed. The tag hung from the big toe of her left foot, dangling against the soft, undulated wrinkles that seemed to pop out from the soles of her small feet. Lastly, a cover was placed over Alexa’s body, covering up her bruised, battered chest, concealing the hauntingly beautiful gaze on her face.

What was supposed to be another fun night for Alexa turned out to be her last. The poor girl clearly didn’t know her own limits, and came across the wrong substance. Now Alexa laid toe tagged and under a sheet in our ER, becoming one of far too many drug casualties, showing just how fast it could all come to an end.

[morganelizabethsims]

Stay Tuned Hunnies 🍯 We have a new Let’s Play series. This is my first time doing a full on Let’s Play so it’ll be a challenge for me but I’m ready to embrace it with you guys 🤍☺️.

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[islemomo]

so, his... name. is... bella hadid (zell).

in true isle momo fashion, zell is a friggin mogul. he runs his own boutique hotel called hozell (genius, i know).

omg do the phones always ring like this? where are your receptionists? literally do u have any staff? this poor man (gazelle).......

wow, such a luxurious and elegant dining hall/bar. and premium suites to die for! ugh, magnifique!

omg zell jumpscare. what the hell r u doing back there?

oh WOW! platinum suites! daaaaaaaaaaamn.

oh. someone got a little crazy last night... guess housekeeping hasn't come by yet? zell, do u even have housekeepers? ... this can't be legal... anyway, that's neither here nor there.

now, u didn't hear about it in the 'bloids? WELLLLL, rumour has it bonbon was last seen leaving hozell at the ass crack of dawn looking disHEVELLED, hunny. and soon after, a one and only PUDGE (🤢) was ALSO seen leaving hozell... oh no, this can't be good... the rumour mill starts up and unfortunately... the rumours are trumours... bonbon and pudge were having an affair... (what did i say? TAMMY DESERVES BETTER!) bonbon is moving like a pop diva fr (word to ari........) so bonbon looking like that at her house was bc she is HUNGOVER and INCOGNITO but babe, u weren't slick! faith really can't catch a break, huh...

ANYWAY, that's really the cap on the isle momo lore, so i guess from here, i can show u the other villagers who have their own mini lore (most of them!) and who may in some way or another tie into faith's story!

hope u enjoyed the DRAMA!

[jasvvy]

there’s worse deaths than being crushed by a platinum hunnies’s moonsault. 

[iamaslutforcoffee]

4819 Cherry Lane Chapter One

"It's rough being a teenager in this day and age"

-Katie Panabaker

Chapter one: Teenagers scare the living shit out of me

Sitting on her personal little balcony, Sage was smoking a cigarette and drinking coffee, just trying to mentally prepare herself for the following Monday.

Monday meant her first day back at Hawkins Highschool, after a much needed vacation to her family's place in California for a visit to her grand parents.

"You know, smoking causes cancer, Sage." Her mother spoke from behind her, her arms folded across her chest and relaxing against the door frame.

"Yeah, and eating fast food makes you fat and also causes you to die faster." She mumbled, continuing to finish her cigarette. Once done, she extinguished it in the cigarette tray she had next to her, and pointed to the house next door.

"Did you know we have new neighbors?" Sage asked, looking up at her mom.

"Yeah, they've been moving in since 6 am this morning. Your father wants to invite them over for dinner" her mom spoke, sitting at the little table with Sage.

"Why do we have to invite every new soul over here again? Is it to show how much money we have or something? Cause its kinda embarrassing.." Sage asked, watching the family of four continue to move boxes in. She then noticed her father introducing himself to the older gentlemen of the new family, not hearing the conversation.

"You know that your father and I just like to be friendly. It helps to have friends, Sage. You should try getting some!" Her mom spoke, trying to be cheerful.

If there was one thing about Sage, she didn't really do the whole friends thing. Not since they moved here from California over the summer.

Her plan was just to get through highschool and go back home. Go back to the waves, the environment. The people. The clarity her mind had when she was able to freely think and not be judged...

Sage was not like the other kids.

She had.. capabilities.

Capabilities that would get her severely out casted and deemed as some kind of satanic cult follower.

Sage although beautiful, preferred to be alone. She didn't exactly fit the "California girl" look, she didn't have long platinum blonde hair but instead brown hair that was almost black and she kept it pin straight. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of a hazel green color, her skin wasn't sun-kissed but more pale. Her freckles scattered her body, some collecting in spots than others.

Her and her mother watched as her father continued on conversation that they couldn't hear. Soon a woman with red hair joined the two, and a younger daughter did as well. Sage sighed, pushing her black cat eye sunglasses down to cover her eyes.

"I'm going to warn you now, I'm not befriending a child. Don't try it" Sage spoke, looking towards her mom.

"Now, hunny. Give them a chance!" Her mom spoke, and Sage shook her head.

They all peered up at Sage and her mother, waving. She fakely waved back, and as soon as their attention turned back to her father she dropped her smile and flipped them the bird.

"Sage Aurora Delaney!" Her mother scolded her.

Needless to say, she wasn't a fan of Sage's antics.

"You will give these people a chance, young lady, no exceptions." Her mother spoke curtly.

Her family understood Sage's amplified need of privacy, and mostly agreed to it. But the point of them moving to this small town was for Sage to be able to live as a teenager. To try and have a normal life..

"Ay ay, captain." She saluted her mom, and ventured back into her room to continue trying to finish her english project and other assignments.

Turning on the radio and changing it to a classical music station she began to focus.

~~~~~~

Sage looked up from her work and noticed that it was almost five, deciding now was a good time to stop her homework. As she set everything back in its place, she heard a unfamiliar roar of a car. She moved to her window, seeing that a beautiful blue camaro bearing a California license plate.

"PCE 235. Hm." She read outloud and walked away.

Soon after seeing the car pull up, she heard the door bell ring.

She managed to get to the door before her pit bull mauled the door down.

"Hey! Sit pretty!" She commanded it, and as if on cue it sat pretty. She opened the door seeing the family from next door.

"Hi! We didn't mean to intrude, but your father invited us over for dinner. I'm Neil, this is my wife Susan and our daughter Maxine." The older man from earilar spoke. He motioned towards the older woman and the younger daughter. Maxine held a skateboard in her arms and Sage made a mental note to ask her if she wanted some lessons.

Sage knodded briefly, and studied their features. Neil was about 6 foot, brown hair with a terrible mustache. Light blue eyes. She could tell he was honestly a dick.

Susan seemed tired, but she was about Sage's mother in height. Red hair, brown eyes.

Maxine was smaller, had freckles kind of like Sage's. But Maxine was a true ginger. Red hair, blue eyes.

"Thats actually a rare combination" she thought to herself as she studied the young girl.

"Ah! Welcome to our home!" Sage heard from behind her, her father boasting loudly. Sage sighed, while her father was a good man and treated Sage the best that she deserved she wished that he wasn't so..loud.

"Come in, come in. Sage would You mind putting Maxine's skate board somewhere safe?" Her father asked.

"Its Max.." the young girl said and Sage knodded, taking the skateboard gently from her and placing it in the closet next to the front door.

"Sorry, Max. You guys are more than welcome to come right in.. where is this son You mentioned? William, was it?" He asked, ushering them inside and leading the family to the dining room.

As on cue, the blue camaro pulled back into the new neighbors driveway and parked, settling the noise down.

"Billy is uh... he's alot to handle. I'll tell you in advance. " Sage heard from beside her and she looked to see Max standing there, looking at her.

"As long as he doesn't disturb my peace I'm fine with that" Sage said. The door to the camaro swung open and out from it came what looked like a greek god of some sort. The boy was 5'10, beautiful dirty blonde hair that was curly and styled in a mullet, which made Sage laugh.

He was wearing denim jeans fit in all the right places and was wearing a white undershirt, sunglasses pearched on his face.

"Oh, he'll disturb your peace alright. He's a dick." Max spoke, retreating to the dining room where the commotion was.

The boy turned towards Sage's home, and for a second they locked eyes. He had the most beautiful blue eyes, and chisled facial structure. In her opinion, he was better looking then Steve "the hair" Harrington, but he gave off major typical playboy vibes. He peered back at her and smiled, placing a toothpick in between his plump lips and licked his bottom lip, starting to walk over towards her.

"Challenge fucking accepted" Sage thought to herself.

"Hey there, Beautiful. " he spoke as he came up, and Sage scoffed.

"Yeah, I figured you'd be one of those. Listen, if you think you're going to use those California looks and sweet talk your way into my pants you got another thing coming, William. " she spoke, walking towards the dining room.

"My name is Billy, beautiful." He replied and walked into the home.

"Billy, Willy, who gives a shit. Make sure you take your shoes off if you track mud in here Delilah will eat it and there for you'll be eating her stomach contents after she throws up" Sage spoke, her beautiful dog following her as she went. She heard the boy chuckle behind her and soon after joined the family in the dining room. Taking her place at the end of the table, Sage sat down crossed legged and listened to the terribly boring conversation going on between the adults.

Max was on her left, and the empty seat towards her right was filled when Billy sat down.

"Ah, you must be William. It's nice to meet you!" Her father spoke, changing the direction of the conversation towards Billy.

"Uh, yes sir. It's nice to meet your family as well"

Its like a switch flipped in Billy, and his personality completely changed. He went from this brooding, horny guy to someone well mannered and like he cared of others opinions.

"Does he always do that?" Sage asked Max, who knodded.

"Infront of company he will. Just wait till he actually knows you. He will definitely try to get into your pants" Max replied, looking back at Sage.

"I see.. say... your skate board.. you any good?" Sage asked, trying to atleast make small conversation.

Max shrugged.

"I guess. It just helps me forget what a shitty life I have"

"If you want I can teach you some. I'm not half bad.."

The light in Max's eyes seemed to perk up, as she realized she had someone who had a interest in helping her.

As the night went on the conversations switched from where both families were from, what they did for work. What their interests were... so on. It was incredibly boring, especially for Sage.

She excused herself from the table, Delilah following behind her. As she went into the bathroom she felt a familar pain begin to form in her head, and she took note that it was time to sit down and prepare for what was going to happen.

She felt her eyes roll to the back of her head, and her vision went black.

As time went on she saw what felt like flashes of her life but not in the past or present, but the future.

Bodies grinding against eachother, drinking teenagers. A party must have been going on although she didn't know what it had to do with her.

Soon though, her visions shifted towards a new moment of clarity, and she saw visions of Billy and herself. She couldn't tell exactly what was going on, but she knew that what ever it was was definitely dirty and felt wrong. Atleast in her opinion.

As her mind went black again, she felt her body being shaken, and someone calling out her name.

As she came to, her head rolled forward and she was awake again. Her headachr gone, her eyes a piercing green.

"Sage, darling? Are you okay? " her mother was asking at an eye level.

She simply knodded, seeing her father and the Hargroves watching her.

"Does she need to go to the hospital?" Neil asked, her mother shaking her head.

"No, she's okay. She's epileptic, seizures happen to her alot so she knows when to excuse herself as to not scare anyone" her father replied.

"Oh my gosh, you poor thing!" Susan exclaimed, kneeling down by Sage with a tissue.

"Here, honey. Your nose is bleeding" She spoke, and Sage accepted the tissue. Wiping her nose she tried standing up, her balance alittle off.

"Oh honey be careful!" Susan exclaimed, helping Sage up.

"Here, let Billy help her up Susan." She heard Neil say from outside the door. She groaned.

She really did NOT want him touching her, let alone helping her.

Billy appeared in the doorway, grinning from ear to ear. He wrapped her arms around his neck and picked her up bridal style, walking out the bathroom door with her.

"Where to" he asked. He smelt like cigarettes and a nice colonge, kinda woodsy.

"Oh, thank you honey. Just bring her to her room. Its up the stairs, first door to the left" her mother replied.

Billy knodded, starting to walk up the stairs and into Sage's room.

He placed her on her bed and smiled.

"See? Not even a full hour and I've already been in your room, beautiful" he smirked. His eyes were glimmering and his smile showcased his pearly white teeth.

"I'm fine, Billy. And would you stop trying to flirt your way into my pants? Its disgusting and I've told you I'm not interested." She spoke, sitting up and putting her hair up in a messy bun.

"Challenge accepted, sweetcheeks. " he spoke, looking around her room.

"Ya know, your little balcony faces my room. And that faces your bathroom" he started speaking.

"Great observation, your point being what now?" She asked, looking at him.

"Maybe ill get to see that beautiful body of yours quicker than you think" his voice was dangerously low. Sage laughed, shaking her head and pointed at him.

"You, Billy, are a sick fuck. Please go now, thanks for the lift" she waved him away and he left her room, smiling.

Sage heard the houses door open and shut, her parents conversing with the Hargroves on the front porch.

The conversation ended up with her overhearing that tomorrow was Billy's first day at Hawkins high, and that he'd be more than happy to take Sage to school and keep a eye on her. She scoffed, she didn't need a safety buddy, she just needed to be alone and not bothered.

Soon after, her mother came back into her room to check on her.

"What was this vision about, sweetie?" Her mom knew about Sage's powers, the fact that her daughter was not like other children. She knew Sage was different, and to cover up the powers Sage had her mother explained to everyone that she was just epileptic and her actions were just seizures.

"It was uh, it was something to do with a party of some sort. And that new neighbor kid, Billy? I couldn't exactly see what was going on" she lied. She knew exactly what she saw within her vision. She just didn't think that her mother wanted to hear about the possibility of Sage having sex with Billy freaking Hargrove.

Her mother knodded, handing Sage water and checking her forehead.

"This one was quick.." her mom continued, and Sage agreed.

"Atleast this time I didn't give myself a concussion" she smiled meekly, remembering when she had a vision that hit her so quickly she dropped and hit her head on the counters in California.

"You teenagers.. scare the shit out of me" her father spoke, appearing in the doorway.

"Are you ok kiddo?" He asked, lowering himself to eye level with Sage. Her father didn't know about her powers, Sage and her mother thought it was best to keep them to just the two. It was better that way.

Sage knodded, and layed down in her bed. Her parents checked on her one last time and left her room, shutting the door quietly. She got up and sauntered to her bathroom and looked in the mirror. She looked okay, some dried blood still in her nostril. She decided on taking a hot shower, closing the bathroom door and releasing the tension in her body under the hot water. When she was done she got out, wrapping her body in her favorite fluffy towel and bathrobe. Opening the door she noticed that the window to Billy's room was illuminated. She walked more into plain view of it, stepping into her personal balcony.

She overheard what sounded like fighting, and then quiet. Soon after Billy appeared in the window, his nose bloodied and hair disheveled. He noticed her looking, their eyes locking once more. He winked at her, and she waved, and smiled. After he flashed his teeth she made it a point to flip him off, dropping the whole friendly neighbor attitude. His smile got bigger and he shook his head.

Challenge accepted.

[sensei-aishitemasu]

2020 Black-Owned Gift Guide!

2020 Black-Owned Gift Guide!

It’s that time again! Our SIXTH ANNUAL BLACK-OWNED GIFT GUIDE IS HERE!!!! This Black Friday, try and support a Black-owned business for all your gift-giving needs. For last years gift guide, click here. For the 2018 gift guide, click here. For the 2017 gift guide, click here. For the 2016 gift guide, click here. For the 2015 gift guide, click here.

Similar to previous lists, I kept every individual item listed under $100! Click on the links to be taken to the websites in order to peruse more yourselves: all businesses listed are Black-owned, and many are run by Black women, Black Americans specifically, manufactured here in the United States, and/or sustainably and ethically sourced with philanthropic causes attached to sales! Check them out. 

In addition, this year there are THREE NEW CATEGORIES! Check out items for the ‘Goth/Kawaii,’ for your ‘Activist Bae,’ and for the ‘Esoteric’ down below.

[As always, this guide has been split into categories to make it easier to get through, but feel free to mix and match for the person in your life that fits all of (or none of!) these categories!]

For the Homebody:

Lettie Gooch Small Safety Matches, $18 Lettie Gooch Amber & Moss Soy Candle, $20 Lettie Gooch White Concrete White Tea & Ginger Candle, $28 Lettie Gooch Planetarium Throw Blanket, $68 Lettie Gooch Soleil Throw Blanket, $68

Debra Cartwright ‘Bike’ Watercolor Print, $38 Debra Cartwright ‘Aura’ Watercolor Print, $87 Debra Cartwright ‘Astro Millennial Ladies in Quarantine’ Coloring Book, $5

Harlem Candle Company ‘Brownstone’ Luxury Candle, $45 Harlem Candle Company ‘Lenox’ Luxury Room Spray, $30 Harlem Candle Company ‘Langston’ Luxury Room Spray, $30

Jungalow Genie Vase, $89 Jungalow Handwoven Peach Planter, $49 Jungalow Azul Face Pillow by Justina Blakeney X Loloi, $89 Jungalow Soft Mint Pillow, $89 Jungalow Aja Wallpaper in Green by Justina Blakeney, $5 (per sheet) Jungalow Tigris Wallpaper in Onyx by Justina Blakeney, $5 (per sheet) Jungalow Cream Looped Wool Rug, $99.00 Jungalow Silvia Teal & Berry Rug by Justina Blakeney X Loloi, $69.00 Jungalow Striped Orange Outdoor Rug, $59.00 Jungalow Reindeer Games Hook Pillow by Justina Blakeney, $60.00 Jungalow Peace Vase by Justina Blakeney, $68.00 

Kashmir Viii ‘S is for Soul’ Print, $35-$45 

Galerie LA Rooted Incense Holder, $45

Duchess365 358 Art Print, $23.99 

Jeff Manning Art ‘Aplomb’ Art Print, $45 Jeff Manning Art ‘Pacific’ Art Print, $30

Kicky Mats ‘Get Naked’ Bath Mat, $30 Kicky Mats ‘Did You Wash Your Hands?’ Doormat, $50 Kicky Mats ‘Go Away, Come Back With Wine’ Doormat, $50 Kicky Mats ‘Did You Call First?’ Doormat, $50

228 Grant Street Candle Co. Tobacco + Patchouli Gold Travel Tin, $11 228 Grant Street Candle Co. Wild Blackberry + Absinthe Amber Jar, $21 228 Grant Street Candle Co. Oakmoss + Amber Apothecary Jar, $32

Shea Makery Strawberry Cheesecake Signature Candle, $40 Shea Makery Cinna-Bowl Signature Candle, $40

The Silver Room Cider and Cedar Leaf Candle, $34 The Silver Room Rose Water & Tea Leaves Diffuser, $28 The Silver Room Minnie Ripperton - Les Fleur Vinyl, $26

Rituals + Ceremony Anonomy Sculptures, $79 Rituals + Ceremony USB Travel Ultrasonic Essential Oil Diffuser, $25

Handcrafted Ceramic Watering Cans, $64

Fill More Waste Less Natural Loofah Sponge, $2.50 Fill More Waste Less Food Huggers, $12. 99 

Ment Nelson Backwoods Baptism Print, $50 Ment Nelson Old Sheldon Print, $40

Quarantine Games!

Trading Races, $19.99

Winsults, $25

Cards For All People - Black Card Revoked (First Edition), $17.99

Trap Wars - The Urban Game Night Experience, $22.99

Lyrically Correct 90's & 2000's Hip Hop/R&B Edition, $24.99

Black Wall Street - The Black History Board Game, $49.99

Pull Your Card Music Trivia: Hip Hop Edition, $14.99

Spill It Card Game, $23

'Verified' A Party Game for Social Media Lovers (Original Edition), $19.99

For the Foodie:

Kashmir Viii ‘The Black Power’ Mixtape Coasters, $40 Kashmir Viii ‘Reclaim It’ Mug, $16 Kashmir Viii ‘I Slay.’ Clutch, $45 

Galerie LA Peak and Valley Balance Blend, $30 

‘The Cooking Gene,’ by Michael W. Twitty, $28.99 

‘From Crook to Cook: Platinum Recipes From the Boss Dog’s Kitchen’ by Snoop Dogg, $24.95 

Essie Spice Signature Sauce Collection, $42 

‘Your Guide to Tasteful Manners’ with Love Cork Screw, $19.95 

‘Deliciously Vegan’ Cookbook by The Chic Natural, $28.95 

EAT Apron, $30

Midnight Reflections Crowned White Ceramic Mug, $19.99

The Spice Suite Utensils + Oven Mitts, $50 The Spice Suite ‘The Little Black Spice Book’ (E-book), $30

Rituals + Ceremony Circle Mug, $40 Rituals + Ceremony Agate 6pc Plate Set, $24

Blk + Grn Stainless Steel Tea Ball Infuser, $4

Fill More Waste Less Reusable Tea Strainer, $14.99

Good Thoughts Tea Co. Tea Spoon Set, $12

KazvareMadeIt Personalised Alphabet Mug Tile Print, $20.99 KazvareMadeIt Banananana Cushion, $55.80

Addie Rawr ‘Addie's Cocktail Collection’ (Cards & Prints), $3.75

For the Beauty Guru:

Lettie Gooch Blends Perfume: Earth, $30 Lettie Gooch Bloom Perfume Blend No. 586, $48 

Galerie LA Hand Sanitizer, $10 Galerie LA Cream Cleanser, $16 Galerie LA Citrine Sea Tropical Exfoliator, $18 Galerie LA Botanica Rose Roller, $14 Galerie LA Botanica Lavender Roller, $14 Galerie LA Aurora Superfood Elixer (Face Serum), $27 Galerie LA Jade Eye Mask, $44 Galerie LA Rose Quartz Facial Roller, $28.00 

Shea Makery Scar Healing Serum, $23 Shea Makery Cinnamon Bun Body Butter, $25 Shea Makery Glazed Donut Body Butter, $25 Shea Makery Milk + Honey + Syrup Bubble Bath, $22 Shea Makery Honeycomb Bath Set, $16

The Lip Bar Cheek and Eye Palette, $15  The Lip Bar ‘Goddess’ Lipgloss, $14 The Lip Bar ‘Bawse Lady’ Liquid Matte Lipstick, $13  The Lip Bar ‘4:00 Stuntin' Fast Face Kit,’ $99 The Lip Bar Limited Edition Easy Holiday Glam Collection, $25  The Lip Bar ‘Lip Bar Littles,’ $18.99 The Lip Bar Minimalist Lovers Bundle, $36

Auda B. Beauty Soy Polish Remover, $26 

Breukelen Polished ‘Paid and Full,’ $11 Breukelen Polished ‘Get Me Right’ Treatment Set, $25

Beauty Bakerie ‘Milk & Honey’ Highlighting Brush, $18 Beauty Bakerie ‘Coffee and Cocoa’ Bronzer Palette, $38 Beauty Bakerie ‘Black Egg-cellence’ Beauty Sponges, $18  Beauty Bakerie ‘Sugar Cookies’ Palette, $28 Beauty Bakerie ‘The Butter’ Hydrasilk Primer, $24

Mented Mini Brush Trio, $10 Mented Everyday Eyeshadow Palette, $28 Mented Brush Collection, $45 Mented Holiday Faves Trio, $50

Blac Minerals Highlight Bundle, $32 

Danessa Myricks Beauty Oil, $30  Danessa Myricks Waterproof Cream Palettes, $36 Danessa Myricks Luxe Cream Palettes ‘The Nudist,’ $44

Pear Nova ‘Holiday Essentials’ Nail Set, $90 

Habit Cosmetics Nail Polish in Voodoo, $18  Habit Cosmetics Nail Polish in Midnight Cowboy, $18 Habit Cosmetics Nail Polish in Black Orpheus, $18 Habit Cosmetics Nail Polish in Scarab, $18

Hunny Bunny Cuticle Cream, $4.50 Hunny Bunny Grapefruit Sugar Scrub, $20

Taupe Coat in Good Fortune, $11

More Brands To Try:

People of Color Beauty

Mischo Beauty

Suite Eleven

Brown Butter Beauty

Beija Flor Naturals

Plain Jane Beauty

Ancient Cosmetics

Hue Noir

Lotus Moon Skincare

For the Fashion Conscious:

Merit ‘Fate’ Bucket Hat, $20

Chris Cardi Signature TwistDYE Tee, $33

Lettie Gooch Black Mineral Washed Jacquard Leggings, $68 Lettie Gooch ‘Smiling On The Inside’ Mask, $28

Kashmir Viii Face Masks, $16 Kashmir Viii ‘Around The Way Girl’ Clutch, $45-$60

Galerie LA Hemp Tie Button Down Sage, $90 Galerie LA Gratia Jumpsuit Tumeric, $100 Galerie LA Red Zipper Wallet, $45 Galerie LA Dopp Kitt (Makeup Bag) in Navy, $40 Galerie LA Lunar Star Earrings, $100 Galerie LA Meria Sunglasses Coral Pink, $75 Galerie LA Oda Ring, $45 Galerie LA Sabbath Cocoon Tunic, $85

Tree Fairfax Keychain, $22.50 Tree Fairfax Lois Belt, $45

LoveCortnie Polka Dot Leather Key Chain Clasps, $15 LoveCortnie Small Leather Tassel, $17 LoveCortnie ‘Color Me’ Coin Purse, $30 LoveCortnie Envelope Card Holder (Black & White), $32

Rue 107 ‘Toni’ Bikini in XOXO Print, $98 Rue 107 Signature Pencil Skirt in XOXO Print, $68 Rue 107 Tied Cropped Tank in XOXO Print, $48 Rue 107 Tied Cropped Tank in Vintage Rose Print, $48 Rue 107 Signature Pencil Skirt in Vintage Rose Print, $68

Grant Blvd ‘Sustainable Shit Only’ Fanny Pack, $26

Ebony and Green Mindfulness Earrings, $10

For the Bookworm:

‘Daymares’ by Kenya Moss-Dyme, $12.99

‘Hood Feminism’ by Mikki Kendall, $26

‘The Source of Self-Regard’ by Toni Morrison, $28.95

‘Tar Baby’ by Toni Morrison, $15

‘The Beautiful Ones’ by Prince, $30

‘In Her Hands: The Story of Sculptor Augusta Savage’ by Alan Schroeder, $12.95

‘The Street: A Novel’ by Ann Petry, $15.99

‘Chasing Down a Dream: A Blessings Novel’ by Beverly Jenkins, $14.99

‘Rebel (Women Who Dare)’ by Beverly Jenkins, $5.98

‘Night Song’ by Beverly Jenkins, $8.99

‘Tempest’ by Beverly Jenkins, $5.98

‘Our Black Year: One Family's Quest to Buy Black in America's Racially Divided Economy’ by Maggie Anderson, $17

Rayo and Honey ‘Books Change Your Mind’ Pennant, $75

Jungalow Face Bookend Vase by Justina Blakeney, $98

Midnight Reflections Black Nerd Tote Bag, $18.99

Addie Rawr Book Club Dolls Stickers (Die Cut Stickers), $9.50

For the Kids:

Jungalow Leela Terracotta Rug by Justina Blakeney X Loloi, $89.00 Jungalow Pink Looped Wool Rug, $99.00

Galerie LA Kids Face Mask, $25

Duchess365 237 Canvas Print, $98.99 Duchess365 231 Tote Bag, $24.99 Duchess365 279 Art Print, $23.99 Duchess365 241 Framed Art Print, $47.99

Shea Makery PB & J Soap, $10 Shea Makery ‘Save A Life’ Mini Assorted Hand Soaps (Set of 12), $5

Little Leaders: Bold Women in Black History, $16.99

‘Clean Getaway’ by Nic Stone, $16.99

‘Bee Fearless: Dream Like a Kid’ by Mikaela Ulmer, $16.19

ABC Me Flashcards, $20

IkdKids Rag Doll, $40

KaAn’s ‘Living The Dream’ Denim Jacket, $40

Yinibini Baby Badminton Playing Octopus Tee, $23 Yinibini Baby Fox Pullover Sweatshirt Jogger Set, $41 Yinibini Baby ROAR Lion Hooded Pullover, $45 Yinibini Narwhal Toy, $28

For the Masculine:

ALWD Signature DC PROPER Sweatshirt, $40

Chris Cardi ‘Bastards’ Tee, $30.03

Merit Flannel Shirt (Green), $65

Kashmir Viii ‘Everybody Eats, B,’ Tee, $45 Kashmir Viii ‘The Knockout’ Tee, $45

Galerie LA ‘Mister’ T-Shirt, $45

Jeff Manning Art ‘Overflow’ Art Print, $30 Jeff Manning Art ‘The Golden Age’ Art Print, $45 Jeff Manning Art ‘Overflowed Emotions’ Art Print, $50

Levi Fisher Beard Bundle, $39.99

Scotch Porter Face Care Collection, $28.99 Scotch Porter Journal, $9.99

Shea Makery Beard Oil, $15

Enbois Matte Lava Rock Bracelet, $40 Enbois Benji Matte Sunglasses, $45 Enbois Bracelets Collection - Cocoa, $50

The Silver Room Tourer Backpack, $95

Urban Profile Black Panther Shirt, $24.99

Solo Noir Starter Kit, $28.99

Bevel Shave Starter Bundle, $89.95 Bevel Skin Starter Set, $61.95

For the Tech Savvy:

Enbois iPhone Case, $12 Enbois Power Bank, $15 Enbois Grip Socket, $4

Chic Geeks Brown Faux Crocodile iPad Case, $75 Chic Geeks Brown Snakeskin iPad Case, $75 Chic Geeks Emerald Faux Crocodile iPhone Case, $50 Chic Geeks Grey Marble MacBook Case, $80 Chic Geeks Black Faux Crocodile iPad Case, $75

Khristian A. Howell Cava Melon Sleek and Chic Phone Case, $39.99 Khristian A. Howell Cava Black Sleek and Chic Phone Case, $39.99

NSPRE ‘Inferno’ Bluetooth Sunglasses, $71.99 NSPRE Micro SD Card (128GB), $21.98 NSPRE ‘The Ombres’ Bluetooth Audio Sunglasses, $59.99  NSPRE ‘The Solars’ Bluetooth BlueTech Glasses, $59.99

For the Goth/Kawaii:

VickiBeWicked Vinyl Sticker Heart Drippy Mushroom, Laptop Decal, $4 VickiBeWicked Rainbow Unicorn, Black Girl Magic Laptop Sleeve, $30.99 VickiBeWicked AfroGirls Masked Up Laptop Sleeve, $30.99 VickiBeWicked Pastel Horn Face Resin Keychain, $12.99 VickiBeWicked Red and White Splatter Skull Dangle Earrings, $7.50

Kashmir Viii ‘The KeKe’ Print, $35-$60

Adorned by Chi ‘Goth Club Presidenct’ Unisex Raglan T-Shirt, $34.99 Adorned by Chi ‘Pro Black’ Unisex Raglan T-Shirt, $34.99 Adorned by Chi ‘Pretty Girls Like Anime’ T-Shirt, $32.99 Adorned by Chi ‘Awkward’ Iron-On Patch, $11.99 Adorned by Chi ‘I Need My Space’ Hard Enamel Pin, $12.99

The Colour Polka Dot iPhone XS ‘Creepy Cute’ Rainbow Phone Case, $40 The Colour Polka Dot ‘Creepy Cute’ Spoopy Ornaments, $12 The Colour Polka Dot ‘Kawaii Cute’ Face Mask Case, $16

Embrii Shop Blush Pink Laptop Sleeve, $36

Gothic Lamb Anti Social Goth Club Tee, $28 Gothic Lamb ‘FedUp’ Tee, $24 Gothic Lamb ‘Make America Goth Again’ Tee, $28 Gothic Lamb ‘Melanin Manson’ Tee, $24

For the Esoteric:

Behati Life Third Eye Vision And Prophetic Dreams Intention Oil, $22 Behati Life New Moon Bath Soak Herbal Mix, $22 Behati Life Lunar Goddess Moon Magick Intention Oil, $22

Lettie Gooch Ecuadorian Palo Santo Quartz Crystal Bundle, $18

Jungalow Chaya Wallpaper in Amethyst by Justina Blakeney, $5

The Silver Room White Sage Bundle, $6

Grandma Baby's Black Gold Lenormand Tarot Deck, $44

Pretty Spirits ‘The Truth’ Decks, $50

The Afro Tarot, $88

The Hoodoo Tarot: 78-Card Deck and Book for Rootworkers by Tayannah Lee McQuillar, $18.66

‘Rootwork: Using the Folk Magick of Black America for Love, Money and Success’ by Tayannah Lee McQuillar, $11.99

Rituals + Ceremony Palo Santo Pack, $7 Rituals + Ceremony Empowered Vibes Ceramic Incense Holder, $10 Rituals + Ceremony Adinkra Intention Candles, $23 Rituals + Ceremony Cleanse and Protect Ritual Kit, $34 Rituals + Ceremony Crystal Candles, $22 Rituals + Ceremony Crystal Bliss: Attract Love, Feed Your Spirit, Manifest Your Dreams Book, $14.99

Ebony and Green Raw Clear Quartz Earrings, $15

For Your Activist Bae:

Kashmir Viii ‘Kash’s Bacon Shack’ Clutch, $45 Kashmir Viii ‘Copy and Paste’ Tee, $45 Kasmir Viii ‘We Did It First’ Stickers, $5.25-$20 Kashmir Viii ‘Reclaim It’ Clock, $45 Kashmir Viii ‘The Black Family’ Tee, $45

Jeff Manning Art ‘MLK’ Art Print, $35 Jeff Manning Art ‘We Shall Prevail’ Art Print, $45

‘The Spook Who Sat By The Door’ by Sam Greenlee, $21.99 ‘The Black Panthers Speak,’ $20 The Black Power Mixtape: 1967-1975, $22.95 A Beautiful Ghetto by Devin Allen, $26.95 ‘Are Prisons Obsolete?’ by Angela Davis, $15.95

Angela Davis T-Shirt, $25

Legendary Rootz ‘Black Girls Are The Purest Form of Art’ Tee, $25

Alex Carter ‘BLACK BUSINESS OWNERSHIP’ Tee, $50

Rayo and Honey ‘Much To Be Done & Undone’ Pennant, $75 Rayo and Honey ‘Black Lives Matter’ Pennant, $75 Rayo and Honey ‘Joy Is An Act Of Resistance’ Tote Bag, $65

‘They Carried Us: The Social Impact of Philadelphia’s Black Women Leaders’ by Allener M. Baker-Rogers & Fasaha M. Traylor, $ 28.99

Midnight Reflections Black Radical Woman Tank, $25.00

The Colour Polka Dot ‘Fuck Racism’ Resin Heart Keychain, $8

Rituals + Ceremony Be The Change Scented Candle, $24

Grant Blvd ‘Disrupter’ Tee, $30 Grant Blvd ‘End Cash Bail’ Hoodie, $54 

Cards, Notebooks and Wrapping Paper + Holiday Ornaments:

VickiBeWicked ‘Skull Santa’ and Candy Cane Greeting Cards, $2

Harlem Candle Company Set of 10 Vintage Nightclub Greeting Cards, $30

Kashmir Viii ‘Nina En Printemps’ (Nina Simone) Notebook, $14 Kashmir Viii ‘Boo Yow!’ Notebook, $14

Midnight Reflections Wrapping Paper 3-pack, $26.97

Midnight Reflections Claus Ceramic Ornaments, $15.99

Midnight Reflections Emoji Black Santa Christmas Stockings, $24.99

Bylianarae Note Cards, $15

KazvareMadeIt Rap Lines Inspirational Coloring Book, $18.20 KazvareMadeIt Lemonade Notebook, $18.20 KazvareMadeIt Fried Egg Wallpaper, $4.88 KazvareMadeIt Diamond Retro Wrapping Paper, $4.88

Khristian A. Howell ‘Speak To Me’ Wallpaper, $12 (sample pack) Khristian A. Howell ‘Palm Springs’ Gift Wrap, $8.99 Khristian A. Howell ‘Sonar’ Gift Wrap, $8.99 Khristian A. Howell ‘Twinkle’ Gift Wrap, $8.99 Khristian A. Howell ‘Ansley Park’ Gift Wrap, $8.99 Khristian A. Howell ‘Rosy’ Holiday Gift Wrap, $8.99 Khristian A. Howell ‘Long Weekend’ Gift Wrap, $8.99 Khristian A. Howell ‘Bonjour’ Card Set (10 pk), $18

GreenTop Gifts ‘Clarence Claus’ HOHOHO Gift Wrap, $7.50 GreenTop Gifts ‘Clarence Claus’ Do Not Open Gift Wrap, $7.50 GreenTop Gifts ‘Clarence Claus’ Candy Canes and Trees Gift Wrap, $7.50

Addie Rawr 2021 Planners (Preorder), $30 Addie Rawr The Great Gratitude Journal, $20 Addie Rawr The Great Gratitude Journal, $20

[rreeaahh]

“Then I want to be sick forever” | Pansy Parkinson

pairing: pansy x reader

word count: 2,374 (unedited)

summary: even the prettiest faces have their scars, and sometimes the tears make it worst. but this time, the tears transformed into a kiss.

a/n: pansy deserved better and you can’t change my opinion.

warnings: eating disorder; smoking; swearing

Pansy Parkinson. A name known by the whole Hogwarts, worn by a black haired, quite short and most importantly, pureblood witch. Whether her name was said by a silly boy who couldn’t have her or an angry girl who couldn’t be her, Pansy continued to be the young ladylike girl her mother taught her to be. She would always smile with superiority and talk like she was better than anyone else because, in fact, she really was. She was from a wealthy and respected family, she was friend with a lot of students from families with connections and she had a thing going on with Draco Malfoy – they were the perfect pair for any Slytherin: both of them very beautiful, strong and – again – purebloods.

You, on the other hand, were a simple student – muggleborn, known by your housemates and a few other students you were friends with. The only thing you had in common with Pansy were some classes where you two were forced to stay in the same room. You didn’t really have a problem with Pansy, you just wanted to avoid her so you could also avoid her mean comments or the looks her friends would give you. She didn’t know you – not even your name – but that didn’t make her stop from making fun of you.

You filthy mudblood. Why are you looking like that? Imagining you’re one of us? I guess they don’t have decent clothes in the muggle world.

And the list could go on forever. Sometimes her words were affecting you, especially because of her the jokes about you came to life. Her friends weren’t so harsh – Draco would totally ignore you, being too busy with bullying Harry and his friends, and dear Merlin, Blaise sat besides you in Charms and he didn’t say a word; he even asked nicely for a quill and returned it at the end of the class – but as soon as she made a comment about your presence, they all started. You really wanted to ignore her, but from time to time you would find yourself crying until you would fall asleep because of her words. You did nothing to her.

But one day happened something that shocked you. Pansy arrived earlier than her friends to Potions and she sat at her table, starting to look over her notes.

“Why does she wear so much make-up?”, ask out of the sudden one of your friends, a Gryffindor girl who was just as pure as Pansy – maybe that gave her the nerve to make a comment out loud about the girl who wasn’t very far from you.

It was true that Pansy was wearing make-up everyday – dark lipstick and her eyes always highlighted by some black eyeshadow; but she was beautiful, the colors were just pointing out her features. Her pale skin was perfect and her black hair was always straightened – her whole face seemed to be painted by a skilled artist and you would be a fool to deny it.

“I’m not sure I’ve ever saw her without it, I think it’s a part of her face”, laughed a boy from your table, Gryffindor too.

You thought they wanted to keep the rivality between the houses, but when a Hufflepuff girl joined their little roast you started to have a weird feeling.

“Hey, Parkinson!”, shouted the Hufflepuff, getting her attention. “I think the circus left some weeks ago, they forgot you?”

“Very funny, Puffy”, came her answer quickly, “I think they also left their hippo behind, but maybe you can catch them up if you hurry.”

“Me?”, laughed the Hufflepuff again, “Hunny, you’re the one whose shirt is a little too tight”, and with that comment she made the entire table laugh. You started to feel a little uncomfortable with the hole conversation going on, but you just couldn’t say anything.

Draco Malfoy entered the Potions’ class followed by his friends and sat down besides Pansy, not even looking at her. He was too busy to talk with Theo about Merlin knows what. Blaise tried to start a conversation with the girl, but she was caught in her own thoughts.

“Draco”, you heard her whispering, but your tablemates heard her too.

“Pst, Pansy”, said the Gryffindor girl again, “I think your boyfriend is too busy thinking about some Mudblood Gryffindor to pay attention to you right now”, she laughed and her friends started to do so immediately after.

“Draco”, Pansy said again, this time louder, but she was interrupted by the sound of Snape’s fluttering robes.

“Not now, Pansy”, was the only answer she gained as the boy started to pay attention to Snape’s comments about how the hole class was full with incapable students, with some exceptions.

The class passed by like it usually did. When you got your head out of your notes, the Slytherin table was empty and a feeling of anxiety grew in your stomach, knowing that maybe they were waiting outside of the class to say mean things as you walk by them. But the corridor was empty, and that was the strangest thing ever.

***

Three days later, you were questioning your choices. You made a promise to yourself in your fourth year, but you demonstrated yourself again how useless are those stupid words said only in your head. You swore to never go in the Forbidden Forest with Luna to feed the Thestrals again because everytime you went you were always scared to death or slightly injured and this time wasn’t any different. While Luna was laughing and having a good time, feeding a baby Thestral – you couldn’t say if she was doing so, you saw nothing – you went to have a walk near the place where the blonde girl was. The forest was always a beautiful place, mysterious and dark even in afternoon, and it was calling for you to discover it. But the feeling of fear was calling louder than the forest, your mind playing tricks by making non-existent sounds in your head.

“Luna?”, you called her when you found yourself alone, even if you didn’t go too far from her. You screamed from the bottom of your lungs when you fell into a hollow, all your body hurting from the impact. Maybe you fell three feet or so but the falling felt like an eternity.

“What are you doing there, Y/N?”, asked Luna while looking down to you, from the place you were before falling.

“Just admiring the sky”, you said nonchalantly, “The clouds are beautiful today”, but all you could see were the trees, the tall and leafy trees.

Luna looked up too, smiling a little. “You’re right”, she agreed, “but I’m afraid we need to go back to the castle. Get up.”

You would to that if you could, but your ankle was hurting like hell and it was impossible for you to walk. Luna helped you to move, little by little, and by dinner time you were in the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey looking at your swollen ankle.

“Why did you fell, Y/N?”, asked Luna who was standing at the left of your bed.

“Why did you went to the Forbidden Forest is a better question, Miss Lovegood”, said Madam Pomfrey with a little annoyance in her voice.

Luna shrugged and smiled to you. “These are some questions that will not be answered any time soon. See you tomorrow, Y/N, goodnight Madam Pomfrey”, and she left you alone.

Madam Pomfrey took care of your ankle and suggested to have a little rest in the Hospital Wing for that night, which was a good idea. You were exhausted so a good sleep seemed to be ideal.

But the voices that started to argue after an hour or two woke you up and didn’t let you to go back to sleep.

“I told you I’m fine, it wasn’t necessary to bring me here”, the anger in the girl’s voice was more than obvious.

“You nearly fainted when you got up from the couch, Pansy”, said the one and only Draco Malfoy to his girlfriend. “Blaise told me you didn’t eat in the last three days, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

You tried to see them from your bed, but all you saw was Draco’s back and Pansy’s bare feet.

“Wrong with me?”, she asked laughing. “If Blaise wouldn’t tell you that, you wouldn’t even know that I’m still your girlfriend.”

“Don’t start that bullshit again, Pansy”, warned her the boy and you saw his hand moving. Pansy got up and she was facing the angry platinum-haired boy. “You know that’s not true, do you?” You didn’t hear Pansy’s answer, but soon Draco called her a good girl. “You look sick”, he said before getting on his feet.

“I don’t wear make-up, dumb ass”, laughed slightly the girl. You could see Draco cupping her face with a hand and a smile grew on her pale lips.

“Then get better and put back on that pretty face of yours, ok?”, he asked and pulled away, taking her smile with him. “Night, Pansy”, were the last words he said before leaving her side. He looked at you with a blank face and left the room in silence. You looked back to Pansy and she gave you a dirty look.

“What are you looking at, Mudblood?”

“Nothing”, you simply said, “I just woke up.”

“I didn’t ask you anything, did I?”

And she laid back on her bed, her back facing you. Sighing, you did the same and tried to go back to sleep. But when your sleep was sweeter, the door of the Hospital Wing was slammed closed. Pansy’s bed was empty and by the dark outside of the window the time must have been around midnight. Some time went by and Pansy didn’t came back, so your curiosity made you leave the Hospital Wing as well, walking with a little difficulty because of your ankle. You walked on the empty and dark corridor hoping to don’t see Mrs. Norris or Filch on your way. Hearing sobbings near the Clock Tower, you struggled to go there.

Standind in the front of the big windows, only her cries and the ticking of the clock being heard, Pansy Parkinson was squatted near the wall, a little could of smoke leaving her direction.

“Why aren’t you on bed, Pansy?”, she seemed scared and wanted to hide the cigarette but relaxed a little when she saw you.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I asked first”, you returned the reply to her as you came closer. You sat down next to her and looked outside to the courtyard and then looked at her hand, pale and veiny, holding between her trembling fingers with painted nails the cigarette.

After firing another smoke she held out the cigarette to you and you took it a little confused.

“I didn’t know you smoke”, you told her.

“I didn’t care if you smoke or not but still gave it to you.”

You laughed and inhaled the toxic smoke.

“Yeah, you’re right”, you mumbled and gave it back to her.

You two sat in silence, smoking the cigarette together and after that one Pansy pulled out of her hoodie a packet nearly empty, handing you another one.

“I stole it from my father”, she told you like she could read your mind, knowing that was your next question. “My parents would kill me if they would see my right now.”

“They don’t want you to smoke?”, you asked even if the answer was obvious.

“They don’t want me to talk to Mudbloods”, she said smiling at you, but it wasn’t the mean smile she always gave you. It was a sad one.

“You’re parents are assholes.”

“Yes, they are”, laughed the witch again and suddenly you felt good with her. Maybe she wasn’t so bad after all. “The worst part is that they want me to be like them”, she continued while smoking.

“So you don’t want to be such a bitch?”, you laughed but she didn’t find your comment as funny as you did. “Sorry, I…”, you started but she laughed with anger.

“So you think you’re better than me? You’re just as bad as I am, Mudblood.”

You didn’t say anything in return.

“Why didn’t you eat, Pansy?”, you asked without looking at her. A part of you was scared by her possible reaction but a part of you felt bad for her. She was even paler than normally and her body seemed to be weaker, like she couldn’t support her weight.

“I don’t need to eat”, she simply said, “I ate before and it didn’t give me anything nice.”

“You need to eat, Pansy”, you spoke softly, suddenly concerned about her condition.

“No, I need to be pretty”, she said lighting another cigarette. “You heard Draco, I look sick, I need my pretty face back on.”

When you looked at her you saw tears running down on her face again.

“My mother is right, I need to be pretty or I’ll be worthless”, she said looking front.

“Pansy…”

“What happened to your ankle?”, she asked out of the sudden like she really cared, but she wanted to change the subject.

“Pansy, you’re not worthless”, you told her ignoring her question.

“I’m sick”, she said crying even harder. “You don’t know how it feels to be just a pretty face, good only to carry on that stupid line of purity. If I’m not beautiful, I’m sick! If I don’t have my make-up on, I’m sick!”

You cupped her face, wiping her tears away. “You’re beautiful without your make-up on, Pansy”, you whispered, your voice cracking at her pain. “You’re beautiful even if you’re sick.”

“What?”, she asked looking into your eyes. Her full lips were trembling as she wanted to say something.

“You’re beautiful even if you’re sick”, you repeated and then made the craziest shit you did in your entire life: you kissed Pansy Parkinson.

The kiss was soft, innocent and salty from her tears, but when she didn’t answer your actions, you pulled away.

“Then I want to be sick forever”, she told you before cupping your face in her tiny hands and crashing your lips together.

[theoriginaldolly]

All that’s real to me is trailer parks and beaches

Platinum and peaches

Alabama freezes hunny

[yaneyanedaze]

Can you feed us with some good Yandere jotaro hcs? Its a famine out here 😔😔

Hunny, yES, you don’t know how much i love myself a good yandere joot.

Starting off, let’s just say if his s/o is a professor at a college. He’ll be right behind them, What college would turn down the amazing Professor Kujo? None! So if you thought that switching schools would save you. Y/n i think you might wanna reconsider your decision. 

If i had to give him a Yandere song, I would give him the song Monster by EXO (If you haven’t heard it, I’ll add it to this~!----^). And once you see the English lyrics you’ll understand why~

Jotaro is an impatient man, he doesn’t like waiting, so if you are playing hard to get, you might as well expect Star Platinum to snatch you up one day when your alone. He won’t tolerate you prancing along like you don’t know you belong to him.

He’s amazing with Aftercare (At least i think so), He knows he can be rough in bed and knows that you aren’t used to it yet, so he will run you a nice hot bath, fix you a quick dinner (using star of course~) and give you a massage, can’t have his future wife feeling uncomfortable.

You got a stand?

Run.

Because if he finds out that your a stand user (A powerful one at that) He’s gonna take action even faster, he might even get ya while ya least expected~. He can’t have you running away from him, he doesn’t have the patience to be chasing after a s/o who loves to run.

If you play cat and mouse too long, he might do something drastic.

“Yare, Yare...didn’t tell you to stop running?...Now i have to do something i will regret..”

He mutters as he effortlessly grabs your legs and snaps them with Star Platinums immense strength. Star Himself gave you the puppy eyes as he watched you cry and sob at the pain in his owners arms. He feels bad, he’ll try his best to make it better, after all he is a part of Jotaro

It’s all so you can live a perfect life together..right y/n?

[zoomzooomfast]

"So this is the start" 2/6

>Boleyn 

“Jesu receive my soul, O Lord God have pity on my soul”...Anne woke up crying and shaking in a bed that could only be in the Tower of London so Anne started to cry louder and harder as she thought about how she will never see her daughter grow. Until she felt something move next to her. Anne turned and saw a ball of bright red stick straight hair “Elizabeth?” “Mummy, why are you crying?” Anne just realized she was still crying “ Oh it was nothing Hunny.”  Anne said as she wipes away her tears hoping her toddler daughter wouldn’t notice. But as Anne picked up Elizabeth of her bed she took in that this wasn’t the tower of London but a bedroom a very nice bedroom given but it was awfully small. With a bed a wardrobe and a desk with a strange box on it with Glass over it. Then Anne heard a beeping noise she turned her head and saw a very thin box that looked just like the one on her desk. She picked up the box and it said 6:20 drop, Liz, off at Daycare “Shit” Anne thought last time she was late she was threatened to get Beheaded even thought Anne has no idea where she is or how she got here but she isn’t taking chances. Anne started frantically looking through the wardrobe trying to find Elizabeth a dress but all Anne could find was weird tunics with buttons on the bottom of them as Anne was looking for one that she liked she saw one that said “My mummy got beheaded” in a  dark green font “Well that seems fitting” Anne said to her self as she grabbed a skirt from the corner of the wardrobe which was a dark green. Then Anne ran over to Elizabeth on the with the clothing and a brush “Mummy can I have hair like this” Anne look at the real realistic Painting and the Woman had her hair in 2 buns “ I can try” Anne responded to the excited toddler. As Anne put the strange outfit on her toddler 2 green hair ribbons caught her eyes and grape them quickly and started to brush the little redhead’s hair up into 2 separate buns then keeping it together with the green ribbons. Then it hits Anne she was to get ready to Anne’s hands Elizabeth a small Cat toy that felt like a pillow so she wouldn’t mess with Anne well she gets ready Anne went over to the wardrobe and saw trousers that were a strange material but Anne was so interested in them so she put them on after Anne put the strange trousers on and Anne saw another door and decided to open it was full off tunics as Anne quickly thew on one that was emerald green with silver threading. Anne thought about the silver jewels and crowns that henry had her and Elizabeth wear to any event. As Anne daydreamed she heard the same beep that she was woken up by when Anne looked at it she saw it said: “Just Run YOUR LATE”. When Anne turned around she saw her young toddler just full of her make up. Anne just Grapes her child and runs out her room and down the hall and out a door and down the road. Anne was running down the sidewalk with no shoes and an extremely messy toddler in her arms. Until Anne runs right into a building before Anne realized she fell she saw Elizabeth in the arms of another woman who looked extremely put together from her hair pulled up into a perfect half up and down hair that was platinum blonde and a button-up tunic with only two buttons undo but all any could thing how beautiful she was. “Hello, Is this one yours”? As she giggles “yes I am Anne Boleyn and you”. “I am Jane...Jane Tudor”

[cinna-wanroll]

A ton of categorized Star Wars Headcannons

Hair:

Obi-Wan— Okay do this is a big controversial topic because, I mean, is it red or is it brown? Today, I will solve the whole dispute by this headcannon: he is naturally a ginger. No, I do not think that he dyes his hair. What I do think, however, is that no matter what species you are, it can be affected by your home planet. So I imagine everyone finding out Obi is a ginger like this:

Some hotshot senator is in town, with a bunch of high class but really friendly stylists who instantly recognize Obi-Wan for his huge, outrageous issue. 

 One of the stylists stopped cold in his tracks, mid-sentence and placed a shocked gaze on Obi-Wan. Naturally, his friends noticed and followed his gaze to meet Obi-Wan, who was standing rather awkwardly and wondering if he was somehow offending them. Finally, one of the stylists- The one wearing the bright green sleeveless piece that could blind- spoke, “Omygods, what in the galaxy did they do to you, honey?” Stepping in unison, they all began to swarm around him like bees as Obi-Wan just hovered there, shocked into scilence. Individual lines of speech could be heard, such as, “Loook at this gorgeous Stewjonian hair,” and, “do they even teach self care?” On and on the comment went, until Yoda came to his rescue. Placing a small, reassuring hand on Obi-Wan’s knee as he squeezed through, Yoda stared up sternly at the disgruntled stylists.

“Excuse me, but the meaning of this, what is?” All of them paused and then backed away, realizing that they had just committed a serious violation of personal space and also mussed Obi-Wan’s hair into a mess. 

 “The meaning? Oh, darling, don’t you know?” 

... and basically they go on to explain how damaged Obi’s hair is from lack of sunshine and how it should be a bright ginger and how disappointing it is that the order had no clue. Of course, everyone wants to see Obi-Wan in full ginger mode so they send him out regularly to the frigging space gardens where he meditates and basks in gentle sunlight, breathing evenly and looking peaceful while his hair glows like fire and passing viewers take holos and faint from his great, glorious beauty... and I’m getting carried away here, aren’t I?

Anakin— Golden hunny brown. He’s definitely developed past his blonde stage, but I feel like I should do some of the original concept, Luke, and the book justice by saying it’s a golden-highlighted brown. I feel like one day when Anakin was bored he snuck into Rex’s bathroom and grabed his hair dye kit and was about to use it, when Rex walks in and they both stare at each other awkwardly until they both burst out laughing and Anakin realizes that would’ve been a terrible idea. Later, it becomes an inside joke that Rex will tease him about from time to time. 

Jocasta Nu— In her youth, I headcannon that she had long, shiny brown locks and would dye her tips blonde.

Rex—  He’s naturally a brunette, (proven by his eyebrows), but he dyes it platinum blonde and the entirety of the battalions make blonde jokes whenever he’s around.

Reincarnation AU:

Obi-Wan— Was a Mando warrior in a past life because I feel like he feels a genuine connection to their customs and is very comfortable in the culture, and also nobody has the right to go strutting around and looking that good in Mando armor like DAMN. 

Anakin— A rich pilot who was spoiled and sassy and who married into riches, and this life is his second chance but also kinda punishment for his past deeds, and Padmè redeems him. 

Padme— One of the kind maids of past Anakin which makes their situation all the more ironic

Ashoka— Some kind of famous activist in the galaxy doing good because she’s amazing.

Tahl— Also probably some sort of royalty, seduced by pas Qui-Gon (her blindness in the current universe is a metaphor for something)

Satine— A lower-class Mando activist who was disgusted by the war with the Jedi because so many people are dying. She actually despises past Kenobi because she views him as a violent radical. (This life teaches her to be more accepting and to have so,e empathy for other people, even if you disagree with them)

Yoda— In youth; a public speaker. In old age; Great great great great great great great grandpa

Kit Fisto— A tropical diver who falls in love with gorgeous surfer Aayla Secura

[diaboliique]

Think of all the colors and styles you’ve had for your hair, what’s your favorite and why?

probs when I had the split purple & pink. 

a LEWK, hunny, lemme tell u. purple is so hard to keep up tho so it ended up pink and platinum which, still not bad, but now I just depend on wigs bc my roots are very grown out && I’m too tired to be assed. 

[deeneee]

Lost [Leon x Reader] (PART ONE)

Note: here it is. It is a little sad, but not really. RE4 LEON is just about to be introduced! IM EXCITED! This’ll be a two part or more?? I want to write some action but idk. This is turning out more of a story, but oh well 😂 it’s not really a story, but idk. 

Master List

Previous

“I heard you’re getting a partner for your new mission,” you speak, looking over at Leon who’s sitting at his desk. Leon looked up at you and nodded.

“Yes, I’ve met him before, actually. He’s been training with me,” Leon muttered. You looked over Leon’s partners files on your computer screen, narrowing your eyes.

“Hmmm, Jack Krauser. . . ,” you mumbled and looked at his picture, “he look pretty buff.”

“Yeah, I’ve been told that the mission is pretty dangerous, so they paired him with me.” It’s been almost 2 years since Leon joined your office. For the past couple of months, Leon has been going on pretty dangerous missions, but they’ve all been successful. No doubt about it, Leon is very skilled. So far, he is the most reliable and skillful agent in the agency. His physical experience had also changed a little, like his expression. You’ve noticed that after every mission, he seemed to look more dull and serious. His hair became darker and he also became a bit more sarcastic. He’s lost that innocent look to him and if you were to be honest, it was kind of sad to see Leon change like this. Not that it’s his fault, but it hit you that Leon has seen so much that it’s even taken a toll on his physical appearance. The past couple of months had been hectic for the both of you. Unfortunately, you both lost a member. . .Frank. He disappeared on a mission and was found as a monster later on. It was hard to take in, but it had happened and you couldn’t do anything. You and Leon took it hard and mourned for a couple days. You looked over at the empty desk next to Leon, remembering the times when Frank would always scold you. It hurt, but the best thing to do is keep moving forward, and you knew that this is what Frank would want for you and Leon to do. “You okay?” Leon’s gentle voice broke you from your thoughts and you turned you attention to him. His blue eyes held worry and you gave him a small smile.

“Yeah,” you responded, “just reminiscing.”

“If you feel like crying, you can always come to me,” he patted his shoulder, “you can cry here.” You chuckled, feeling a slight burn making its way to your eyes.

“There’s no way I’m going to cry,” your voice cracked in between as tears blurred your vision. Leon’s eyes softened at the sight of you bringing your hands up to cover your eyes. He quickly walked over to your side and grabbed the chair beside you and sat down, scooting close to you. His gruff hands patted your back as you sobbed quietly. One thing Leon realized is that he hated seeing you cry. The best thing to do was to be there for you.

-skip-

Before you knew it, Leon left for his mission, and it was time for your mission. You were sitting in the helicopter, dressed in your usual fighting attire. You’ve never felt so lonely before, and you weren’t sure why. You looked out the window, watching the world from above. It was beautiful, green, and intriguing. How deceiving the world looked from above. It was just you and the pilot in the helicopter, and the sound of the blades slicing the air.

Right when you got back from your mission, you heard so many things about Leon accomplishing his mission. People were calling him a talented agent, and a hero. You weren’t sure of the details, but he had successfully finished his mission. Unfortunately, his partner did not make it, and after hearing this, you hurried to your office, opening the door. Your heart clenched at the sight of Leon sitting in his chair, back hunched, and face covered with his arms. You quietly walked over and sat on Frank’s seat. His shoulders were slightly shaking, and his hands were clenched. “Hey,” you softly spoke, bringing your hands to rub his back. The best thing to do was to be there for him, and you did just that.

A few minutes later, Leon turns his head and looks at you, his head sitting on his arms. His eyes were raw and puffy, streaks of tears dried on his cheek. “Thanks,” He hoarsely said, and then sniffled. A side of Leon that only you have seen, yet a side of him that breaks your heart. You nodded and gave him a little smile. He got up and wrapped his arms around your frame, “At least you’re back safe.” You leaned into him and closed your eyes, wrapping your arms around him. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you, too.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” you whispered, and he squeezed you, “I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost you either, Leon.” Just thinking about it drove you into devastation. Leon has been there for you ever since, and if you were ever to hear such bad news; you’re afraid that you’d go on a rampage. Leon is a great friend— a great person, and he deserved a great life. You pulled away from him and gazed into his beautiful eyes. “Let’s survive this.”

——

Time flew by and before you knew it, it was already the year 2004. Time passed, and you changed. You’ve been told that your smiles weren’t as radiant as before, and that you seemed dull. You didn’t have that glow anymore. You could say it kind of disappeared when you stopped seeing Leon. Work made you both so busy, that you never had the chance to talk or see each other. It had been 3 years since you’ve seen him. A long, cold, dark 3 years. You heard that he recently rescued the presidents daughter, Ashley. Definitely heroic of him. You were proud of him. You’ve thought countless times how you wanted to visit him sometime, but you were too much of a wimp to. You were afraid he maybe disliked you, or worse, had forgotten about you. One thing for sure, you’re glad he’s doing fine and alive.

“Hey, you listening?” your martial arts instructor, Luke, questioned. You shook yourself from your trance and shot him a kick to his side. He stepped back and winced, rubbing his side. “I wasn’t asking for a kick, dude,” he muttered and you stood up straight.

“Sorry about that,” you apologized, sheepish. Luke has been your instructor ever since you got into the agency. You felt like letting off some steam, so you invited him for a spar.

“Anyways, Hunnigan is on her way to talk to you,” Luke said, his brown hair drenched with sweat. You nodded and wiped off your sweat with a towel that lay on a chair, near the mat. The thudding sounds of people being thrown on the floor, and yells was all you heard as you took a swig of your water. “So, what’s been on your mind?” You glanced over at Luke and pressed your lips into a line.

“I thought about ‘him’ again. I just miss him,” you admitted and shrugged.

“Oh, right. Your ‘lover’,” Luke cooed, raising his brow.

“No way,” you interjected, “just a good friend.” Leon’s face flashed in your mind and a small smile made its way to your lips.

“Look at that smile,” Luke pursed his lips and you rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“Leave me alone, Luke.” You could hear the clicks of heels approaching and you turned to the door, only to see Hunnigan walking towards you. Today she wore a striped navy blue suit with black heels. Not a bad look for her. “Hunnigan,” you greeted with a nod and she stood in front of you, smiling softly at you.

“Hey, [Name]. I came to tell you that he’s doing fine.”

“Ooooohhh, so that’s how you know your lover is doing fine,” Luke exclaimed.

“I’m glad,” you breathed a sigh of relief, and Hunnigan smirked.

“So, when should I tell him that I know you?” She questioned, pushing her glasses up.

“Y-you shouldn’t,” you retorted and crossed your arms. Luke and Hunnigan looked at each other and chuckled. “Anyways, my mission is in a few days, got any info for me?”

“Ah, right. A woman named Blair Gage is suspected of producing BOW’s in Alaska. You’re instructed to destroy her lab and bring her back alive,” Hunnigan handed you a folder and you took it, looking through the woman’s profile. She had piercing jade orbs and platinum blonde hair in a pixie cut. She didn’t look that intimidating.

“She’s young,” you muttered, looking at her age. She’s 28, which is the same age as you. What could she be doing with these BOW’s?

“You’ll have a huge surprise during your mission. I hope you enjoy it,” the black haired woman nodded and then walked off. You watched her go and narrowed your eyes, wondering what it could be.

“She probably talking about those BOW’s,” Luke joked and you looked at him, shaking his head.

“That wasn’t a really great joke.”

“Yeah, whatever, I’m leaving.”

——-

Finally, it was the day of the mission. Here you were, once again, on a helicopter by yourself and looking over the landscape. Your ear piece made a sound, until you heard Hunnigan’s voice. “Alright, can you guys hear me?” She questioned, and you furrowed your brows.

“What do you—-“ you paused when you realized someone was talking the same time as you. Someone else is on the line? Who the hell?

“Hunnigan, who’s the other person?” A deep voice asked, and it sounded so unfamiliar.

“No time for questions. You both are almost at your destination. Prepare for landing.”

“Whoever you’re partnering me with, I hope they’re cute,” The man commented and you narrowed your eyes. A partner? This is the surprise? He sounds kind of like a jerk. You turned off your communicator and huffed, looking around.

“Who does this jerk think he is?” You questioned to no one in particular.

——

BEEP!

“Oh, she just hung up,” the man said.

“Well, if you hadn’t said that, she wouldn’t have.”

“I must’ve pushed some kind of button,” he muttered.

“You don’t say?” Hunnigan sarcastically remarked.

“I was also being sarcastic, Hunni—-“

BEEP!

“. . .Alrighty then.”

Next

[closetofanxiety]

The Beyond Wrestling show yesterday was stupidly fun. When I saw it was going to be at some place in Rhode Island called Paddy’s Beach Club, I thought, “Oh, maybe it’ll be near the beach.” No. It was literally a show on the beach. KTB throwing a fist full of sand in Erick Stevens’ face. Nick Gage trading shots on the sand with Merlok from Chikara. The Sea Stars suplexing the Platinum Hunnies into the ocean. Puzzled beachgoers wandering over to see what on earth was happening. The best possible way to spend the last day of summer. 

[prowrestlingpost-com]

#Preview WSU Presents Once More With Feeling

#Preview WSU Presents Once More With Feeling

Women’s Superstars United returns on June 7th with another stacked event, entitled Once More With Feeling! The resurgence of this brand has given a platform to many more women in the New Jersey area to ply their craft. Twenty plus women will descend on the Coliseum in Voorhees, New Jersey to showcase women’s wrestling at its best!

Savanna Stone vs. Masha Slamovitch

Photo / WSU

Savanna Stone…

[canadailluminate]

Chapter 2

Few hours later

After we met Jake nothing really special happened. We went in line where we were the first people, before all the girls showed up who have the Platinum package. Now Hails, Molly and I are in the Shawn Mendes museum. It's the part where you can see all his awards, guitars and some other things before you actually meet him to take the picture. Hails, Molly and I decided that I will go first from us three because I know that they both will cry after they meet Shawn.

"Long time no see", Jake starts laughing when he's noticed us.

"Yeah and this time we are at the right spot and not backstage", Hails awkward laughs backs.

"What are your names, girls ?" I look at my friends who are looking shocked cause why would Jake want to know our names.

"I'm Bailey and those are my friends Hailee and Molly", I say with a little bit of shyness in it.

"Cool, Bailey you can go in now", Jake says and opens the curtains where Shawn is looking at me with his beautiful smile on his flawless face.

"Hey Bailey how are you hunny ?", he asks friendly.

Confused I look at him while I'm walking towards him. "Oh I heard Jake saying your name. It will sound so creepy that I listened to the conversation you two had", Shawn says without breathing.

"Chill and take a breath", I laugh and he cracks a little smile.

"Bailey, Shawn, c'mon let's take the pic", I hear a familiar voice say and I start to smile as I notice that it's Josiah's.

"Can we make one where he do guns with our hands and look badass?", I ask cause I wanted that we look like really mean badboys.

"Sure Bails let's do it", Shawn says and we are doing our pose. After the pic is taking we hug each other and he whispers in my ear: "You're beautiful honey. See you at the Q&A later"

With a smile on my face I walk out of the Meet & Greet box and immediately a girl with brown hair is handing me a signed poster. I stop walking so I can wait for Hails and Molly.

"Try to get first row at the Q&A and think of a question you want to ask him. Because I know he will be answering yours Bailey", I hear a voice speaking next to me. I turn my head to look at Matt, one of Shawn's best friends, who is standing next to me.

"Okay...that wasn't creepy at all Camnick. Now I will think of one. Thanks", I answer him.

"No problem shorty", he starts laughing. Did he really called me shorty ?! Sorry that I’m only 5'5 and not 6’2.

"You didn't called a random girl you don't even know shorty?! Or do you even know me ?", I ask surprised.

Matt looks at me weird before he says "not really but I know you had a nice talk with Jake earlier"

I look at him with wide eyes. "He told you about it ?"

"No but I saw it happening. You were the only one that stayed calm even when your friends freaked out next to you", he's laughing.

I want to snap something back but Hails is coming crying out of the Meet & Greet box running towards me.

"It was nice talking to you Bailey. Hope we see us soon and think about a good question that will make him think", Matt says this before he turns around and walks to Geoff who is smiling at me. Why is everyone smiling at me today? It’s getting weird

"Hails it's okay. Don't cry cutie, everything will be alright", I try to calm her down while I'm hugging her.

After few minutes Molly comes out too but she isn't crying and I'm really surprised about that.

"Let's walk to the room where the Q&A will be", is coming from Molly and we start walking towards the room.

"Try to get first row at the Q&A and think of a question you want to ask him. Because I know he will be answering yours Bailey" is repeating all the time in my head since Matt said it to me. Luckily there are a few spots for us three in the first row. I'm sitting right in front of the box where Shawn will be sitting on.